#Seed balls price

[axelkai0]

Throw seed balls on Near river, ponds, stream banks, temple sites, national and state highway sides, nearby forest areas, unused government lands and moist places. Do not use this ball with tree seeds where there is agricultural land. The seed in the seed ball is safe from insects, ants and birds. Whenever they get rain water, they start sprouting.

[bunny-jpeg]

vegetable patch

hybrid!simon 'ghost' riley

cw: hybrid!au, pwp/smut, breeding, guard dog!simon, bunny!reader, dub-con, outdoor sex

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part. 2

what you knew about price's farm was that it had the most lovely heads of lettuce you've ever seen. you also knew that he had two guard dogs who made sure bunnies like you didn't get into the vegetable patch.

but what the farmer grew was much nicer than whatever you could find in the forest. so it was worth it to slip through the fence to get to the bounty of vegetables.

farmer price had two guard dog hybrids. john, also known as soap. and simon, also known as ghost. while john had a louder bark, simon was the one to watch out for.

you had slipped through the fence and kept an eye out for the dogs. with careful steps you did you best to not make footprints in the dirt. you kept your ears low to your head to keep you from being spotted.

"bunny." you heard, a low rumbled of a voice. you looked over and saw the blond. his arms across his chest and his dark eyes gazing down at you.

you swallowed, "hello." you tried to take a step away from him. but ended up face first in the dirt as you tripped over a head of lettuce. you whimpered.

he chuckled, "i can't have you be eatin' that. it's not yours."

you looked up at him, your ears low as you frowned, "you can at least share." but made a sharp noise when simon invaded your space.

he grabbed your hands and pinned them above your head, "it'll cost ya." he said in a low voice.

the guard dog had the luxury of clothes, while you were naked. you tried to squirm out of his grasp but you felt his erection up against your ass. he grunted when you accidentally rubbed yourself up against him.

"stay still, bunny." he said as he pushed your further into the dirt, "be good, or i'll have your throat between my teeth."

you whimpered as he got himself undressed. your ears laid flat against your hear out of fear as you felt him push his cock into you. he had you pinned to the dirt as he started to rut against you.

his cock felt huge and like it took up the entirety of your pussy. you moaned and whimpered, your tail twitched as you felt him move his heavy cock in and out of you.

"good little bunny." he growled as he continued to thrust.

you had no defense mechanism, you were a bunny! you felt his heavy balls slap against your ass as he moved. you tried to grip onto him but he kept you under his larger body.

"sweet little bunny." he purred, "perfect for me." his cock throbbed inside of you as you pushed back against him to meet his thrusts.

your head felt like a blur as he fucked you. your back arched as you felt the pleasure in your body from his heavy thrusts. your face was pressed into the soil as he feverishly moved against you.

his cock felt like it was up in your womb, hitting the edge of it. you panted and whimpered like a good bunny and let the dog hybrid pump you full of hot seed.

your pussy clenched around his length and you squirmed a little underneath him. he grumbled something that you didn't pick up but knew it didn't sound good. so you laid there limp to let him do what he wanted.

he gave you a little bit of praise for being such a good girl for him, such a sweet wholesome bunny to let him use your pussy like that. maybe that would teach you not to be sniffing around vegetable patches again.

"ah, please!" you whimpered

"i love the sound of your struggle, bunny." he let go of one of your wrists and tugged on your ears for a moment.

he pulled them back like reigns on a sled and used it as leverage to thrust deeper into of you. you whined and moaned from the feeling as he pushed as deep as he could get inside of you.

it felt like his cock was in your stomach.

it wasn't long before simon's pace started to stutter, you whined into the dirt and arched your back further. you felt sore but yearned for his cock. with another hard thrust, he shoved his cock as far as it would go and finished inside of you.

your mind went blank afterwards.

but soon your heard, "simon what in the hell" farmer price sighed as he saw you in a heap in the soil with your ass up and your little cottontail in the air.

simon looked almost proud of himself as he licked your cum-filled pussy. his hands on the back of your thighs. he then looked to his owner as his tail wagged.

the farmer sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "i guess we're keepin' a bunny then." then got off the porch to see the damage the hybrid had done.

you moaned a little when simon got ready to fuck you once more. your little tail wiggled at the anticipation. you moaned when he slid his cock in once more.

price grumbled to himself, "jesus christ, simon. at least get the girl inside the house!"

-

months later you'd find yourself curled up with the guard dog in front of the television on the floor. your belly had filled out with pups, something that left simon quite protective of you. you lived a lavish life for a bunny who was out in the woods.

But now you were inside the house, and you got all the lettuce you wanted. <3

part. 2

[codnasties]

cod characters fucking fleshlights

this post includes: soap, ghost, gaz, price, graves, konig & alejandro

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soap 🧼- the one that takes his time

now, this ain't soap's first time using a fleshlight. he started with a tenga egg or something like that, just for the sake of trying something that wasn't his hand. and i just know that troughout the years he has created a decently sized collection with a lot of varietiy: fleshlights imitating pussies, asses, mouths,... even if a man like him could easily pull a pretty lass to fuck, with the job he has and what it requires of him, it isn't always ideal.

but there is one thing that soap does, no matter weather he's fucking one of his partners or a plastic replica: he takes his time. stroking himself tentatively before lubing his dick up and loweing the fleshlight onto his hard on until he's balls deep. and when i say he fucks it as if it were a real person i mean it. he's fucking int in diferent positions, jerking himself with it but also fucking into it, both slow and fast until cums all over himself

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ghost 👻- the stretcher

ghost sometimes has to ask himself if he's really that big and thick or if it's just that the one or two fleslights he owns are way too fucking small. he doesn't know, but he very much loves it. there is something about the size difference, the way the plastic stretches to fit him and how he can perfecly see it expanding as he pushes his dick deeper into it that makes him go feral.

now, other than his size kink goin brrr, he finds himself swiping his cock against the flesglight's pussy-like entrance, as if he were teasing a real cunt, before fucking himself slowly into it. he's mersmerized by the plastic doll completely swallowing up his aching hard dick until he's balls deep. he also intends to pull out - just to save himself some clean up - but he finds himself so overwhelmed by the feeling and visuals that he just fill the fleshlight up with his potent cum - more than once, at that -.

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gaz 🧢- mess making perpetrator

this may be my most repeated gaz headcanon but he's a mess maker and there is no deniying. when he get's home from a mission or something like that and he doesn't feel like trying to find a partner to fuck, he always has a trusty fleshlight. the thing is, he doesn't even make it to the bedroom most of the time, deciding to just fuck it in his livingroom.

he just plunged deeply into the plastic pussy, stretching the plastic over his limit because his dick is too long for the small fleshlight, almos breking it. the pent up hornyness and the feeling of something other than his hand wrapped around his dick sending him into an orgasm faster than he expected. he pulls out to first his impossibly hard cock when he feels himself about to cum. and he stains the sofa with it as the mess perpetrator that he is - and let me tell you, it ain't the first time he's had to clean his seed out of that sofa.

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price 🚬- the first timer

price is an older and more traditional man, he would rather fuck another person than some piece of plastic. but he keps hearing his men talk about fleshlights, how good they feel,.. and all that combined with the fact that he ain't getting younger, he's extra tired and trying to find a partner with a job like his is tedious, he decides to get himself a fleshlight just to try it out of curiotisty.

what he did not expect was that god forsaken piece of plastic would feel that fucking good. all it took was some slow deep strokes into it before he found himself cumming. and at that moment his lust filled brain took over and he started fucking himself into the fleshlight again, trying to extend the pleasure of the orgasm. let's say he now fully understands why his men praise them plastic holes.

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konig 🗡- the nasty fucker

lets be real, konig is fleshlight collector number 2. anxiety gets the best of him so he would rather to make do with some plastic pussy or ass than having to deal with the hassle of interacting with people. his not that experiended ass is fucking enamoured by the feeling of and ass or pussy, even if it isn't a real one.

now, konig allways finds himself doing two thing every time he uses one of his fleshlight. a. he moans. like a bitch in heat. he can't help it, it just feels overwhelingly good to have something wrapping tightly around his unexperienced cock. and the fact of finally getting some release. b. he makes messes - yup, mess making perpetrator no. 2 -. spit, precum, lube and cum mixing all together, covering his dick, hands and fleshlight as he fucks himself dumb and slaps his dick all over yhe plastic ass.

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graves 🪦 - the stressed

now, these military men always find themselves stressed out, it's a part of the job. but for graves, said job and the tension that it generates have kept him away for some time now from a real pussy or ass. so a fleshlight is a good alternative, giving him all that he needs to reach some much needed release.

the few occasions he has had enough time to indulge in some pleasure, he's going to make the most of it. alternating slow, sensual deep strokes and fast shallow ones. hands making sure that the fleshlight stays in place as he plunges into it chasing an orgasm and moanig at the sweet feeling of release. he for sure cums deep inside of the plastic masturbator, because it may be plastic, but he loves creampie-ing it the same way he would creampie a real person.

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alejandro 🤠 - the tip teaser

alejandro doesn't strike me as the type of person that would have a proper fleshlight, you know? instead of a piece of plastic that fully engulfs his dick he has one of those quickshot ones. a transparent one at that. it gives him a lot of options, from fully jerking his cock with it to just teasing his tip.

and oh does he love to tease his tip! using that comact masturbator to play with his angry red bulbous tip. pushing just the head in and out, sometimes tilting it to make his dick pop out of the fleshlihgwith a wet noise. and seeing his cock breach into the plastic, dick twitching at the feeling, his stomach spasming from the sensation... he always inevitably cums all over himself, staining his hard shaft, lower hairy stomach, thights and even the quilt.

[evilgwrl]

WAIT. simon holding you in full Nelson for anal and Price or soap in the front.

UM YES PLEASE AND THANK YOU

CW: Double penetration, PIV (no protection), cream pie (both holes), squirting

You’re absolutely stuffed, tight rim being ruined by Ghost’s thick cock, heavy balls slapping against the curvature of your ass as you whine, head laid against his chest as the back of your knees sweat, large hands gripping you.

You stutter out a moan, staring at Price through hooded eyes as he gives your clit a slap, the sensitive nub throbbing in response as you attempt to buck your hips.

“Desperate girl, aren’t you? Look at you taking your Lieutenant in that pretty hole. You want me to fuck you?”

You nod, another slap sounding against your pussy as you wail out. “Y-Yes, Captain, please fuck me.”

You can hear the muffle of a laugh behind you, sticky lube covering your lower half as Simon continues his relentless pounds, the fullness incomparable to anything you’ve ever experienced.

You feel teeth graze your neck, a shiver running down your spine as you huff out a moan, ass milking against Ghost’s length. Hot breath swept against your face before Price brought your lips to his, tongue sweeping your bottom lip with desperation as you open, greedy to taste him.

The Captain’s mushroom teeth, slick with pre-cum collected your wetness, squelches sounding the room as he nudged against your clit, ravelling in the way your breath hicked.

“Price- please, please-“

He scoffed out a grunt, grabbing you by the flesh of your face before he probed your aching hole. His dick was flushed as he pushed it in, your pussy stretching to accomodate his size as you choked on the air, Ghost’s hand covering your mouth as you slobbered against the palm.

“That’s it, just like that- Good girl,” Price groaned, bottoming out as he groped your tits, examining the way they sit in his huge hands and how erect your nipples got under his touch.

Their thrusts were rapid, meeting each other at the same pace, endless screams of pleasure staining the walls of your mouth, eyes rolling back into your skull. It was a dirty scene, both of your holes stretched to accomodate your superiors as you let them, sharing both of their spit in your mouth, and eventually both of their cum inside you.

It was so taboo, but you loved it, pussy dripping with arousal as you cried out, the coil building in your stomach as you writhed against Ghost’s chest, hair mingled to his skin as he held you in place.

“Please let me cum, sir, please.”

Price raised a brow towards Simon, his fingers grazing your clit as you moaned before you felt the Lieutenant nod, the coil in your stomach popping as you squirted, juices soaking the pudge of John’s hairy tum, the remainder leaking down to the bulging cock in your ass.

Thick spurts of cum stained the inside of your backside as Ghost rutted, the warmth of his seed penetrating deep inside you before the Captain too, met his demise, soaking cunt leaking the salty loads of him.

You were sad when they pulled out, both of your holes clenching around nothing, cum seeping from you as you twitched, before you felt the familiar hands of Price grip at your legs, holding you in the same place Ghost did earlier.

[sweet-as-an-angel]

MW2 w/ a Sex Slave

Warnings: 18+, Implied Initial Dubious Consent, Stomach Swelling, Cum Inflation, Unprotected Sex, Degradation, Slut-Shaming, Victim Blaming, Mean MW2, Rough MW2, Gentle MW2, Sex Slave! Reader, Kidnapping, Dark Fic !!!, Captive/Captor Relationship, Mention of Pregnancy, Implied Contraceptives, Implied Stockholm Syndrome, Kidnapping, Descriptions of Smut, No Pronouns Used For Reader Except 'You'.

MW who saw you shopping alone once and decided they had to have you, following you home and slapping a soaked rag over your mouth and nose before you could scream.

MW whose intentions with you are unclear. Until you notice the bulge in their trousers and the purr in their voices, their provocations, as they watch you writhe against the restraints, watch you helplessly struggle against a fate they’ve already decided for you.

Ghost, König and Soap are the roughest with you, often the ones to just tear your pants off when they’re desperate, filling you not long after.

They’re rarely gentle, instead opting to take you raw and use you for their own ends, slamming their hips into yours as they call you their ‘Cumdump’ until you hear them release a guttural roar, emptying days’ worth of hot semen inside you.

Your first time with Ghost almost left you feeling like you were about to burst with how backed-up he was, his balls bulbous and slapping the skin of your backside red and raw with each thrust, primal in his disposition as all he could do was growl, your body tight around him, driving him over the edge of frenzy.

He’d made sure to leave his mark on you, the prominent bulge in your stomach slowly deflating as he pulled out and his semen leaked out of you, his teeth marks embedded deep into the juncture of your shoulder and throat, bruising you.

And while Soap and Ghost’s loads are somewhat palatable given how frequently they use you, how little time passes between when they last had you and when they’ll take you again, König almost always leaves you feeling like you’re about to rupture.

Given his height, he’s the biggest of all your captors. Not only that, but his cock is thick enough to leave you feeling like you have rocks in your stomach whenever he forces himself into you, his strokes long and pounding, making sure you feel every inch of him.

And just like Soap and Ghost, he’s degrading. Merciless.

“Pretty little whore – only good for being used and fucked,” he pants, a cruel smile hidden beneath his veil as he slams into you, making you yelp. “I bet you wanted us to follow you home – wanted to be used as nothing more than the dumb cockslut you are.”

Price, Gaz and Alejandro are a lot more gentle, understanding that, while you’re there solely for their pleasure, you’re still fragile. Human.

They’re soft and slow with their thrusts, giving you time to adjust to their size before continuing.

Whenever they’re being intimate with you, they try to comfort you as best they can. A stark contrast to Ghost and Soap’s incessant name-calling, degrading and claims that you’re their “Good little slut whose only use is to take what we give you.”

They’ll stroke your hair, press their forehead to your shoulder (only to feel you tense beneath them, anticipating a love bite or harsh suck) — anything to try and make you feel less like you’re a sex slave and more like a friend with benefits.

They’ll ease you onto them, telling you you’re “Doing so well, Love,” as your nails drag down their back, insides spasming as your body tries to accommodate their girth.

Of course, you worried the first few times they had their way with you that their pumping you full of their seed would leave you pregnant.

However, they always provided you with means of preventing that.

But, much to your horror, you felt as if they’d impregnated you with an idea, a feeling.

That being that you enjoyed what they were doing to you, ravaging you, pumping you full of their load until they were satisfied and your stomach was swelling.

And while your sanity tried to reason your way through your acceptance — that you were being held prisoner by literal military-men-turned-kidnappers — your mind, for better or worse, didn’t care.

Not when they were providing for you, bringing you luxury food, clothes, anything your heart desires — things you were certain would be nigh impossible to obtain were you working an ordinary 9-5.

Or, perhaps you were rationalising your willingness to stay here with them, to live as their human sperm bank, reduced to an existence of bending to the will of militant captors whose semen dripped down your thighs, whose hands forced your face into pillows or made you bounce on their cocks while looking at them, giving you a glimpse into their eyes, the monsters they hid behind a veneer of humanity; whose stamina and strength leaves you whining, crying and almost begging for more whenever they finished, more often than not forcing orgasms out of you, making you push back into them, body willing to take every ounce of their cum and inch of their cocks.

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[sleep-0-deprived]

Threesome with male reader being spitroasted

Just some Halloween spit roasting thoughts with ghost and König~! ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა

WC:. 1.1k

This is just a short little rant and I couldn’t think of any better characters than these giants! @lazyenthusiastbear-blog <33

Thinking bout a small Halloween party at the base, just a few task force members nothing big but soon you find yourself sitting between The ghost and König whilst wearing some slutty vampire costume oh grabbed last minute from the nearest Halloween store, your chest practically exposed with you having in a pair of cheap fangs looking back between the two men seeing them both rock hard in their cargo pants letting you know just what they wanted.

You don’t even have time to get those plastic fangs out of your mouth before you have ghost in front of you jumping his crotch to your jaw while König works you from the back by slipping down your costume pants leaving your ass exposed to the both of them, König just anxiously grabbing your ass cheeks and pinching them extra tight before giving little smacks, not using hardly any force out of fear of not wanting to hurt you.

Ghost just pulling out his cock slapping you against your cheek almost egging you on while muttering words like “come on take what I give you [name]” while pushing his fat tip to your lip and making you make out with it before he pushes it inside your mouth, ghost will have you in the men’s dorms making you beg to suck him off while König rubs you soothingly from behind before prepping you up enough to get himself buried inside your rim, König being the gentle giant he is whispers out in a whiny tone “can I please enter you?~”

König fucking you like a bear laying on your back squishing you to the crappy bunk beneath making you gag and choke on Simon the whole time, swallowing down the salty pre come that Simon gave you while your stomach bulges and bloats from the little bulge König gives you making you feel like you’re being torn apart and impaled, rolling your eyes back with your fangs grazing ghosts cock. Making a slick mess of your face ruining your makeup and getting fake blood from your lips all over Simon’s cock but he couldn’t care less.

König holding your hips pulling you backwards instead of thrusting into you he lazily pulls you back and forth onto his cock with the occasional rock of his hips moaning on and on to ghost “es geht ihm so gut” in his native tongue, spitting words incoherently all drunk off the way your rim puckers around him and milks out load after load leaving come oozing down your thighs onto the army green sheets trying to shut you up so none of the other task force members walk in, specially not price.

Ghost holding your chin up looking down through his skull mask watching the copious amounts of spit coming from your ruined mouth, watching how you scrunch your nose up nice and tight when his seed shoots across your face sticking to your lashes while you hold your mouth open getting a generous amount on your tongue and fangs, not even bothering complaining about the lieutenant ruining your makeup, how could you when you’re too focused on König railing and plowing you from behind while one large hand holds your balls and palms them the whole time rearranging your guts.

König swapping places with ghost having you on your back with your throat bulging from the outline of the German man’s cock, your cheeks full like a chipmunk while ghost pulverizes your already gaping hole, König being gentle with your face barely rocking his hips back and forth while ghost lets out silent grunts like a animal in heat. Both their masks still on using you like their own boy-toy while ghost looks down whispering hazy degrading comments “one cock ain’t enough for you is it? What a Greedy little fucking boy we have here don’t we König”

ghost holding your hips half off the bunk angle ohh your hips upwards while he fucks you making sure every spot inside your ass gets assaulted by his cock, making you listen to how you squelch from the other man’s come, making sure you feel every little groove and ridge in his dick when he pulls out slowly and slams back inside you holding you on your back with your knees to your chest in a mating press nearly in salty tears when König finishes in your mouth making you gulp down the hot liquid while looking upwards at König, watching his eyes while he groans and ruffles your hair saying “that’s it, my Babyjunge is doing so good”

Their stamina seemingly endless when they rotate over and over at one point having both cocks nudging your mouth and tearing the corners of your mouth to fit their tips while you lay in your back dazed out weakly using one hand on each of their cocks jerking at their bases til Ghost comes first shooting all over your muscular chest getting on the V neck snapped opening of your vampire costume while König contributes to the sticky mess on your face only coating and caking the cum up more Turing you into a come dump for them.

By the end of the night you end up on your back with the whole bunk bed frame creaking about to crack and bend under the weight of the muscular men, your hole stuffed and gaping wide being double penetrated with your fangs covered in semen and spit laying on the bed next to you with König holding one thigh to the bed and Simon holding the other leaving your cock untouched while they fuck you. Using König’s past loads as lube for ghost to slide inside you and keep going making you a blubbering mess unable to form coherent sentences, just the occasional “m-ore~”

your whole body on fire and spasming and trembling coated in more loads than you’ve released, your cock soft and red like a fire hydrant with your balls having no more come to give, every orgasm pulled from you by now I’d dry and painful leaving you a shaking mess gripping the handles of the bed post, once finished with you they have you sandwiched between the two of them during the night after sneaking your wrecked body back into Simon’s private quarters, oh the wreck you’ll be in the next morning will be a site for them to enjoy.

When you do finally wake up you feel a burn between your cheeks and a sore throat, your mouth hurting from being torn leaving your lips cracked and your thighs dried stuck together from all the crusted come, and on top of all that you feel König’s cock hard again pressing to your thigh with ghost having morning wood behind you leaving you already knowing they were going again with you before you even made it to training.

[pseudowho]

18+, PWP, based on this delicious NSFW Twitter Link

The lovely @g00miato has now done smutty artwork based on my imagining of this! You should find it on Patreon, where she is very reasonably priced, and very generous with requests...

Hiromi wasn't sure how he had ended up in the position he was; still suited, dishevelled, and unzipped just enough for his throbbing cock and balls to be released, strapped to a chair by his arms and legs. Bound. Immobilised. At the mercy of some vengeful goddess. The tie across his chest fluttered beneath his needy panting.

"...I'm sure--" Hiromi swallowed thickly, unconvincing in his self-assurance, "-- I'm sure it can't be that strong...I'll hold out."

"...really? I give you...two minutes. Maximum."

"--fuck-- shit--...anything, my love. Anything. Don't-- don't leave me like this-- please--"

Eyes blown, and panting in anticipation as his cockhead wept sticky rivulets down his belly, Hiromi's breaths fluttered to watch you approach him with the vibrator he usually used on you; a wand so powerful it often left his palm numb while he held it between your legs. It was usually Hiromi watching you squirm, pinning you down while you went to heaven and back; not the other way around.

You knelt in front of him, your obsessive fascination bone-deep, desperate to see him fall apart in front of you. Desperate to watch. The camera set before Hiromi, proved you would continue to be desperate to watch...again, and again, and again. Hiromi swallowed once more, his tongue claggy as he imagined you pleasuring yourself to his seed spilling across his belly, bound and twisting, his voice muffled against the--

"Open up," you whispered, tasting his mouth just one more time before you filled it. Hiromi chased your lips with a whine as you pulled away, his back arching, snatching his waist in as the chair creaked against his straining arms. With a whimper and a buck, Hiromi felt you cram his tie into his mouth, rolled up and muffling his cries.

Hiromi tried to curse, his groans suppressed by the silky fabric, when you lowered your mouth to his cock, slick, and hot, and lubricating him in one smooth deepthroat from tip, to balls, and back again. Hearing Hiromi's muffled cries of ecstasy above you, feeling his thick thighs and corded forearms strain against his bonds, set your heart racing.

You ached to watch it back, to drink down his glossy eyes, the twitching micro-expressions colouring the very soul of him onto film. You stroked one thumb over his strained lower lip, eyelashes fluttering as he looked up to you in reverence. You whispered to him.

"God, you're gonna look so pretty, cumming all over your suit..."

You slid the silicone sleeve over Hiromi's cock, feeling it twitch and leap in your hands as you pressed the head of the wand in place just beneath his tip. Anticipation had already taken Hiromi half the way, and your hands were dripping with his arousal before you had even begun. Hiromi choked out a whine as you looked into his eyes, licking your fingers clean.

With a remote control in your hand, and the persistent low-level thrum of a vibrator in your panties, you stepped back to survey your handiwork; one desperate, gagged, suited man, frayed and bound against a chair, about to be milked for every last drop of cum.

Sitting behind the camera, you bit your lip, your own pleasure warm, low and constant. Watching would take you the rest of the way. The anticipation hung for just long enough for Hiromi to make a muffled noise of complaint-- before you set the wand vibrating against his reddening cockhead.

The vibrations burst through Hiromi in a haze of pleasure. He roared, muffled by the tie, his head thrown back with another bellow, and his fingers splaying outwards. You gasped under your breath, squirming as he squirmed, biting your lip as his head threw forwards, his eyes glossy and beseeching.

Hiromi had never been thrown so viciously into pleasure, his mind wiped blank by the vibration, cuffed against the underside of his cock, and forcing him to fuck his lubricated length up through the sleeve, with what little motion his bonds gave him.

It had been forever, and no time at all, by the time he felt the wildfire burn throughout his loins, warning him of impending orgasm. Hiromi almost sobbed, twisting and straining, his whines and cries for his peak growing louder and more desperate by the second.

You edged yourself, one finger between your teeth, watching for the safeword stamping foot that your husband never gave. Your pupils dilated, to see his balls clench, dragging up towards the base of his cock, semen loaded for what would surely be the most exquisite ejaculation you had ever witnessed.

Hiromi was so blinded by unholy bliss, he didn't notice when cum began to spill down his black trousers, a few weak slugs dripping out, before his orgasm caught up, hitting him like a sledgehammer behind the navel. Hiromi shouted through his tie, moans drawn and husky, staccato with gluey white seed spurting in heavy slugs up his suit, rendering patches of his crisp white shirt transparent, sticking to his belly. He convulsed, a messy, twitching wreck.

Overstimulation made him shiver, thick dribbles of cum continuing to be milked out of him, collecting at the rim of the cock sleeve, before sliding, viscous and creamy, into his zipper, down to his thighs, splatting onto the seat and floor beneath him. Hiromi's hangdog eyes begged you, his hips still trying to fuck his seed up into a vessel that wasn't there.

You hadn't expected to cum through such little physical stimulation, but the visual stimulation sliced through the very viscera of you. You rolled through your peak, grinding your thighs together, tangling your fingers in your hair. Hiromi stared, moaning, at your blissfully parted lips, a few final spurts of cum leaving his pulsing tip, just from the vision you presented.

After a few more seconds of his weak little pants, you slowed the vibrator down, and down, and down, bringing Hiromi down, and down, and down with it. You watched him slump, held up only by his bonds. You walked to him with wobbling legs, turning the recording off on the way.

You pulled the damp tie from his mouth, cupping his cheeks, shushing him as you thumbed drips of sweat away from his temples.

"That was amazing," you praised him, his cheekbones flushing with your joy, " you looked amazing."

Hiromi panted, weak in your palms, and offering a crooked little smile; "...'m sorry I'm...I'm late all the time...hope that helps, when I'm-- when I'm not here..."

[henry7931]

Dealing With My Bullies

Asher:

These three right here; Kyle, Chase, and Jordan have spent majority of my life bullying me. I’ve put with years of name calling, being pushed down, and even having my head put into a toilet.

And I thought I was done with them the second I wrapped up with high school. But unfortunately, everywhere I turn— those assholes are somewhere.

I’ve tried to ignore them, complained to our school, even tried fighting back but for some reason they have it out for me.

So I’m deciding to take a more drastic measure— magic. Well I assume it’s magic, i don’t even know if this is going to work but at this point I’m desperate!

I found this old book of spells inside of a weird book store. The price on it was pretty steep and even the owner of the store warned me to be careful with it.

As I got home and into my room, I looked through all of the different spells that were available for me to plot my revenge. I mean I could turn them all into toads but where’s the fun in that?

Nah! I want something that’s going to shift the dynamics a bit. I want to hear at least one of them give me an apology.

I kept turning through the book when my eye caught this one spell called; ‘Body Transferal.’

My heart started to race a bit as I read what all the spell does, I can literally swap bodies and become one of them. Thats it!

I laid back in bed thinking about which one of the three I wanted to swap bodies with…

You have Kyle who I really think is only pressured by the other two to participate.

Chase who has been terrible to me could work but he’s not the real leader of their crew.

That leaves me with Jordan, the one who started everything. That’s who I’ll become, I’ll swap with Jordan!

I open the book back up and read all of the necessary things to complete the swap.

‘A stormy night, a silver bowl, plant seeds, a portrait of Jordan, and both of our names written down on a piece of paper that’s burned into the bowl.’

I pull my phone out and check the weather… it’s forecasting a big storm… perfect!

I gather all of the necessary things to perform the spell which was pretty easy.

I waited until the time recommended for the spell right around midnight.

I gather everything and start reciting the spell… I follow each step as listed and begin to burn both of our names into the bowl.

Lighting strikes close and I can hear thunder booming in background as I say, “Transfer our souls! I, Asher White and Jordan Gibson!” Over and over again.

Then a loud boom of thunder hits and the power goes off for a second. I close my eyes tight waiting for the spell to kick in.

That’s when the power comes back on and I open my eyes. I turn to my bedroom mirror and see my disappointed face looking back at me.

I take the Spellbook and I chuck it out my window since I’m slightly frustrated it didn’t work.

It was worth a shot I guess, I figured I might as well go to bed and just forget that I even tried something so silly!

As I fall asleep… I start having this weird dream. In it I find myself floating and somehow hovering over my body.

I start floating more and more away from it until I’m outside…

I’m passing streets for miles and I have no control of where I’m going at all.

I get a house and I see this other glowing ball shaped like a person floating right pass me. I can barely see what I’m looking at since I was still moving so fast. Thats when I get a window and see a bedroom with a male body sleeping face down.

Before I can even get a full picture of who it is, I’m forced into him.

That’s when I wake up…

My head jolts up and I feel so groggy. It takes a second for my eyes to adjust and my brain to catch up after that dream.

Almost an entire minute goes by before I can really take in my surroundings. Thats when it hit me… this isn’t my room!

I flip over on the bed and look down at my legs. They’re more tan than mine and my feet are bigger. I wiggle the toes attached to me just to confirm I now control them.

My memory of last night creeps in and then I realize— the spell, it actually worked!

I quickly get out of bed and rush to the closest mirror I could find. That’s when I see what I already expected. Jordan’s reflection looking back at me.

I pull of all of his shirt and start giggling to myself.

I say aloud, “I’m Jordan Gibson”

But then something else sinks in, the freaking Spellbook! I tossed it out my window last night!

I rush through Jordan’s room and put on some of his clothes quickly.

I grab his car keys and head out the door.

As I’m driving down the road, I can’t help but continuously looking at myself in the mirror. You see one of the biggest things I hate about Jordan is my secret lust for him. Actually my real lust for a lot of the jocks that went to school with me.

But in this moment, I don’t feel that same anger anymore. All I can think about is how after I find this Spellbook, I’m going to enjoy exploring his body.

I get to my house and I see my parents drive off. As they pull away, I pull up to the front.

I run over directly under my window where I see the Spellbook lying in the bushes. I quickly grab it and run off.

Before I get into his car I look up at the window and to my surprise I see myself looking down.

I grin up at Jordan who now learning that I have control of his body.

I see my eyes get big and screams. I almost walk away but instead I look around my neighborhood to see no one’s around.

I pull Jordan’s pants down and start shaking his surprisingly huge dick in front of him while sticking his tongue out.

He’s fuming and shouting but I can’t hear him the glass. I see him rush from the window and I bolt it to his car with his flapping all over the place.

I pull his pants up and star his car. He’s at my front door and charging for me (which is funny seeing my body that angry.)

I pull away just in time and head back to his place. I reach down and fondle his big bulge all the home.

I knew he was going to come here and I really didn’t need him to make a scene.

So I had to think fast, pull out the spell book and dig through until I find a ‘love spell.’

I go into his kitchen and I find all of the necessary things for the spell.

He hasn’t arrived yet so I pull his shirt off and start exploring his body. I grab on to his dick again when I hear a loud knock at the door.

“Oh you’re going to really love yourself Jordan.”

“You better open up!!” I hear my former voice scream.

I grab my new magical potion and walk towards the door.

I let him in and as he begins to charge at me, I lift up the magical potion and toss it right at him.

I close the door and turn around to see my former dazed. His face goes from straight anger to looking almost goofy.

“Asher… you look soo sexy in my body,” he says to me.

“Oh do I?”

“Can I please touch it?”

“Well Jordan you’re going to need to prove yourself to me.”

“Anything for you!”

He gets on his knees and grabs on to his former hands.

“Anything?,” I say with a mischievous smirk.

[miss-vanta-likes-to-write]

Yall are gonna have to ignore me being horny right now. Just some thoughts I had about our war criminals.

18+ mdni (may become a mini series and you all can name it)

You're bent over at the waist, smushed into the cool marble of the kitchen countertop. Your body rocks back and forth, and your panties are a soaked mess of your slick and Johnny's precum. He's got a hand in your hair, normally a big a no no for you, but tomorrow is wash day, oh and he's rutting into you so you don't care as much. It's the hard, messy grind of his bare hips into your covered ones, one hand gripping into the plush fat of your waist.

"Fuck" He whispers, he nudges your spread thighs together, and starts fucking them. His hard and leaky dick is flushed an angry red. It's not what he wants either, he wants your pussy but he can't have that till the Captain gets home. "Fu-fuck" he whines at the feeling of being edged, you answer him with a barely audible groan of your own.

"Johnny, put in the tip. He doesn't have to know." You squeeze your thighs together on this pass of his needy little humping, the tip of his dick presses into the soaking wet fabric of your very thin panties.

"I can't..." He shivers, "ol man has cameras everywhere." It's a fact that you both know, they everyone knows. Cameras everywhere but the bathrooms. "If ye hadn' teased us- fuck" He groans as he switches his hips back to grinding against you, "if he wasn' try'na ta get ya pregnant right now."

That's right, John did want a baby and for the last few days this week he'd been the only one allowed to fuck you. He'd been the only one allowed to cum deep inside of you. It wasn't the fact that the others didn't want a baby with you. It was just the principle that Captain John Price told them he was having it first. So until his seed took, Johnny, Kyle, and Simon had to find other ways to take the edge off (they could fuck you, but none of them were even entertaining the idea of a condom).

The front door opens, and you look up at the sound of heavy boots stopping in the doorway. Kyle glances at the mess that is you and his boyfriend and smiles in a teasing manner. There's a dick print in his pants. He's probably been hard for a while, and this sight is pushing his already frayed nerves. He comes over to your side of the counter and grips Johnny by the hair, and pulls him into a kiss. It's messy and mostly tongue. He kisses the side of Johnny's neck.

"You're an absolute dog, got our birdie in such a state." Kyle's voice is gruff with lust. "You're gonna cum between her thighs and where will that leave her?"

You try to lean up and look at Kyle with pleading eyes, but Johnny's grip on your hair tightens. His thrusts speeding up, becoming rougher. Each pass the tip clips your covered clit at just the right angle. "Ah- ah- ah-" your moans are breathy and high pitched, voicing the rhythm thrusted into you.

"Maybe she'll think twice bout teasin us during this hell week of goddamn ovulation." Johnny grits out between his teeth. He's so close. His balls are twitching, but he knows he can't get there.

"You need help?" Kyle traces his fingers up your spine.

"Yes," you both moan out to his question, but only one of you is getting a release.

Kyle pulls Johnny off of you gently, and he helps you up too. He kisses you on the lips, slowly pushing his tongue in and out of your mouth. An imitation of what he really wants but knows he can't do right now. You moan into the kiss and lick at his tongue, trace along his teeth, and suck at his tongue again. When he pulls away, there's a little bit of spit connecting you both. He smiles at your needy pout and nips your bottom lip.

"Sorry love, down you go." And he eases you onto the kitchen floor. "Just suck the tip. I got the rest"

You whine in protest, "I want you to suck my on my pussy."

Kyle tsk and sucks his teeth with a gentle eye roll, "It's ovulation week, Captain will be home in an hour. He and Si got held up." He gently nudges you forward, "remember, just the tip birdie."

You place your plush lips around the ruddy red and dripping tip of Johnny's dick. He lets out a shaky breath and tips his head back. Hooded blue eyes stare into your and, you can practically see him holding himself back. You only suck at his tip, and you watch as Kyle grips the rest of Johnny and slides his hand up and down. It's slow and methodical in his movements, clearly trying to edge him some more until you realize that's not what's happening.

Johnny lets out a whine of discomfort and curses "fuck me Gaz." He is panting and wriggling now, "please-" He begs softly, "if ye're gonna play with my ass at least fuck it."

Kyle only huffs a laugh, "you were teasing birdie, knowing she wouldn't get to cum that way. It's just a taste of your own torture." He looks down at you and winks. His hand wrapped around Johnny's dick speeds up. "Suck a little harder, love."

You do as you're told, but this is driving you up the wall. Your hands find purchase on Johnny's fatigues. He only had mind enough to pull them down to his thighs, and you settle yourself on his boot. Slowly, you rock yourself back and forth and build up your speed. The friction of his laces against your soaked panties was enough to make you groan. Your suckles on Johnny only got rougher and faster. The poor man was losing his mind if the sounds of his hitched moans were anything to go by.

"Fuck, fuck, fu-" He chanted like it was a mantra, "I'm gonna fucking cum, please lemme cum." He was begging.

A hand gripped your hair, and it was Kyle pulling you away from Johnny. There was a wicked grin on his lips, "No. We ain't cumming until our girl does. Thems the rules and you know it."

Johnny just whines as all stimulation stops. He's glaring at Kyle, "damn rule follower." There are tears in his eyes and his cheeks are flushed red.

You whimper as you still grind yourself against his boot, but Kyle pulls you to your feet. "No, I was close." You cry.

He kisses you on the lips, "Sorry, but the house rule is, no cumming unless Captain says so."

Ovulation week was the worst.

[zombieplaygrounds]

cw: slightly obsessive yandere! price, afab!f! reader, literally me rambling about a good price breeding. dumbification ??? smut MDNI

Price growls during sex. Not something he does intentionally to make you giggle or anything; but something deep and innate within him as his balls slap on to you. So fat with the desire, the need to breed you, trap you two together with a manifestation of your "love". He never saw himself as a man who wanted a family, hell, he doesn't want a family.

But he wants you. So it becomes all the more tempting to get you plump with his seed, to fuck you until you ooze his sperm and soon the product of your affair shows as a baby in your belly. Something to grab on when he lets you curl into him on sleepy mornings while you were still submissive and dumb from the night before. He'd probably post you up in a pretty little house in a remote location - god forbid you run away with miles of nothing but trees and bears that would kill you.

Oh, but you were too good to him. A total pup for his love, practically could see the hearts in your eyes when you stared up at him like he was a god; chin tucked into his sternum while he gave you his hello hugs.

"Miss me, gorgeous?"

Cheeky bastard, loved your devotion and loyalty. especially in bed, when you were all sweet and kittenish. Probably sat right up on his lap with his cock deep inside of you, kissing your womb while he taunted you with the probability of never pulling out. A thick, creamy ring of your arousal built up around his balls while your clit grinded against his pubic hair.

Your eyes rolled back, hair frazzled and sticky, clinging to your face and body. Your hips seemed to roll in endless waves of pleaded orgasms. And that cruel bastard of a man would do nothing but occasionally buck his hips to snap you out of your blurred greed and delirious loving whispers. Hands clawing down from his hairy pecs to the hairy belly of soft abs and muscles, grown spoilt from your warm meals.

Of course, every man had an end to his patience, Price was no perfect creature. If you took too long to reach your climax it was nothing but a quick flip to switch position. Forceful thrusts making you cry and drool out slurred profanities. He made you vulnerable in the ways he reminded you of your own weakness, so strong, slamming your arms above your head and making your eyes water as they stared into his own.

"Pretty." You would speak in a raspy, weakened voice, and Price would growl, a low guttural noise that came from somewhere much more animalistic than his sound conscious. He'd finally lean down to your level, hovering over you and caging in the cocoon of his own body, gripping onto the roots of your hair with gentle tugs as his lower half made sloppy and eager thrusts, a mind of its own. Couldn't even respond as he panted the sweet scent of your pheromones right from your neck. Even as you were already orgasms in, he had still only just cum. Easing to rest his face between your bare breasts with muffled praises.

"Good girl. M'pretty miss you are, ain't ya?"

[codnasties]

kinktober ₊˚ · ♡ ·˚₊ soap & price ₊˚ · ♡ ·˚₊ punishment

price is a man who likes his rules in some aspects. especially when it comes to you and soap. he knows the both of you love to misbehave, doing shit you're not supposed to or allowed to do. because you and soap are two of the bratiest and most misbehaving subs ever.

so when price went out to run some errands, you and soap had to seize the chance. you had been waiting for the captains aproval to jump each others bones, and he had told you to wait, that whatever they wanted was going to happen that night. but he wasn't home, so he couldn't stop you.

that's why the last thing price expected when he got back home was to see his two misbehaving subs fucking like two mutts in heat. you sitting in soap's cock riding him while he thursted up into you from bellow, right in the fucking middle of the livingroom.

and it seemed like you had been going at it for a bit now. proof of it was the mess you had made out of yourselves. both of you covered with a mix of johnnys cum after his numerous releases and your juices and also staining everything within hand's reach.

saying price was mad is an understatement because that anger soon turned into disappointment. you couldn't wait. you had to go and break the rules. and now he has to punish you both. but especially soap because he was the one who got the idea and started all of it.

so price completely ties him to a chair, in a way that he's unable to free himself, and plays with his already sensitive cock, but always bringing him to the edge of an orgasm before pulling his hand away. his dick imposibily hard and his tip turning an angry red. and you knew better than trying to help him, because if you interfered, your awaiting punishment would only get worse.

once the captian knows johnny is so pent up that a simple graze of his finger will make him spill his seed all over himself, he stops and turns to your sitting form on the couch. wainting expecatantly to be disciplined but with a tang of fear, looking at the older man with puppy eyes trying to soften him up.

but john doesn't have to think twice before he grabs you, throws you onto the couch and manhandles you until you are bending over the armrest. he pushes himself in using the accumulated fluid from you and so fucking and starts roughly fucking your pussy, making you even more overstimulated after all the orgasms with soap.

if he's feeling extra benevolent, he might untie his seargeant, but with the sole purpose of giving him an even better view of his cock plunging repeatedly into your weeping pussy. and just watching, no touching allowed.

and that's what he does, he breaks the rules a bit once again by holding your hand in a desperate attempt to get something, but he ends just there, seeing your cunt get pounded for the n-th time that day - he's lucky price is going to let that one slide-.

soap is shaking with need. he wishes he could join in, latch onto your clit and suck it, play with your tits, play with price's balls or lap at the juices that are runing from your wet middle down his shaft. but all he's getting, as the final part of your punishement is to cum on you.

yes, cum on you, because price has to make a statement to finish it all. if you wanted to make a mess, then so were you. he orders the scot to cum on you, covering your lower stomach with his cum. and he hates it, trust me. he wished he could be shooting his load inside of you insted of letting it go to waste. so did you.

but price had told him to just keep going. keep firsting his hypersensitive dick until he was shooting blanks. all while seeing you chase another orgasm by riding price's cock until he came while being snuggle inside of you.

captain prices hopes that the two of you finally understood that there are rules for a reason.

[evilgwrl]

Can you write a Price Drabble? Heavy smut with him being a tiny bit pathetic and a lot bit desperate? Make it messy? (Also this man has to have the most hardcore breeding kink 🙏🏻)

(sorry if it’s a bad description, I don’t really do requests often 😭)

-moss

ily moss

“Can’t ever,” he grunted, “get enough of this fucking cunt. Milking me dry, y’know that?”

The sound you made was feral, a moan that clawed at your throat, tearing through layers of skin until it found its own voice. Your cunt gripped his cock, his length dragging along gummy walls with an obscene squelch.

“Maybe I should just put a baby in you. You want that? You want my baby?”

Your nod wasn’t enough for him as he gripped at your hip, delivering a harsh spank to your backside, a red welt forming under the pressure. Sweat covered you both, his saliva, from the previous oral he performed on you, cascaded between your ass and pussy, strings of slick dragging along his full balls.

“Gonna look so good all round and full - full of my babies. Can’t-“ he thrusted.

“Get-“ Another thrust.

“Enough.”

His tone was laced with desperation, a sense of demand lingering as he kissed your cervix, bruising your insides in a possessive manner.

“J-John - oh my God-“

“That’s it baby, say my fucking name. Need you so fucking bad - God - need to put a fucking baby in you - see you all swollen with my seed-“

“Please-“

His grunt was loud and animalistic, his bicep wrapping around your throat as he pulled you against his chest, deep strokes penetrating your fluttering hole.

“Would die without this cunt, y’know that?”

He wasn’t lying. Price wouldn’t survive without you, you made him whole. So would a family.

His thrusts grew rapid, heavy balls slapping against your thighs as he rutted, breathing hot air into your neck as you gripped onto him, moans spilling from cracked lips.

“Fuck J-John, so good-“

Calloused fingers found your clit, rubbing it in a figure 8 as you whined, jolting your head back as sweat clung to your neck, his chest covered in salted moisture.

Your head was quick to turn, meeting his lips in a mess. Your saliva exchanged, pooling in each other’s mouth as you breathed the same oxygen back and forth, spit drooling down your mouths.

His movements against your sensitive bud grew more overwhelming as a familiar coil began to surge through your belly, swirling in ecstasy as you moaned.

“Cum for me baby, please, need to feel you squeeze me- God- please, please-“ he grunted, pulling away to lick at your ear lobe.

You stuttered out a fuck as you came, the squelch of liquid spluttering from you as it drenched the seats, your cunt clenching in rapid motions against his throbbing shaft as he bottomed out, holding himself against your cervix before he groaned, hot spurts of cum soaking your walls.

You felt weak as you collapsed, your legs spread as John pulled out. It took a second but the man’s reaction surged something into you. Cerulean eyes watched as a glug began to drip, soaked fingers quickly pushing his seed back into your fertile womb.

“Gonna keep trying till we see two lines, baby.”

[sweet-as-an-angel]

Zombie! MW2 w/ a Human Sex Slave

Warnings: 18+, Monster Fucking, Zombie Fucking, Implied Initial Dubious Consent, Stomach Swelling, Cum Inflation, Unprotected Sex, Brief Worry of Infection, Rough MW2, Gentle MW2, Zombie! MW2, Human! Reader, Sex Slave! Reader, Captive/Captor Relationship, Implied Stockholm Syndrome, Kidnapping, Descriptions of Smut, No Pronouns Used For Reader Except You.

Zombie! MW2 who found you scavenging alone one day out in the wasteland, entirely unaware of their presence.

Zombie! MW2 who capture you soon after, not ones to waste time.

You were the first lone human they’d seen in months, and they’d be damned if they were going to let you slip through their fingers.

Zombie! MW2 whose intentions with you are unclear. Until you notice the bulge in their trousers and the purr in their groans as they watch you writhe against the restraints, watch you helplessly struggle against a fate they’ve already decided for you.

Ghost, König and Soap are the roughest with you, often the ones to just tear a your pants off when they’re desperate, filling you not long after.

They’re rarely gentle, instead opting to take you raw and use you for their own ends, slamming their hips into yours until you hear them release a guttural roar, emptying days’ worth of semen inside you.

Your first time with Ghost almost left you feeling like you were about to burst with how backed-up he was, his balls almost bursting and slapping the skin of your backside red and raw with each thrust.

He’d made sure to leave his mark on you, the prominent bulge in your stomach slowly deflating as his semen leaked out of you.

And while Soap and Ghost’s loads are somewhat palatable given how frequently they use you, König almost always leaves you feeling like you’re about to burst.

Given his height, he’s the biggest of all your captors. Not only that, but his cock is thick enough to leave you feeling like you have rocks in your stomach whenever he forces himself into you, his strokes long and pounding, making sure you feel every inch of him.

Price, Gaz and Alejandro are a lot more gentle, understanding that, while you’re human, you’re still fragile.

They’re soft and slow with their thrusts, giving you time to adjust to their size before continuing.

While they can’t talk, they do try to comfort to as best they can.

They’ll stroke your head, press their forehead to your shoulder (only to feel you tense beneath them, anticipating a bite) — anything to try and make you feel less like you’re a sex slave and more like a friend with benefits.

Of course, you worried the first few times they had their way with you that their pumping you full of their seed would infect you, turn you into one of them.

However, after weeks went by, you were still you. No rotting skin, no cannibalistic thoughts, no loss of autonomy.

But, much to your horror, you felt as if they’d infected you with an idea, a feeling.

That being that you enjoyed what they were doing to you, ravaging you, pumping you full of their load until they were satisfied and your stomach was swelling.

And while your sanity tried to reason your way through your acceptance — that you were being held prisoner by literal parasite-infested corpses — your mind, for better or worse, didn’t care.

Not when they were providing for you, bringing you food, clothes, blankets — things you were certain would be nigh impossible to obtain were you roughing it alone in the wastes.

Or, perhaps you were rationalising your willingness to stay here with them, to live as their human sperm bank, reduced to an existence of bending to the will of militant captors whose semen dripped down your thighs, whose hands forced your face into pillows or made you bounce on their cocks while looking at them, giving you a glimpse into their eyes, the people they once perhaps were: whose surprising stamina and strength left you whining, crying and almost begging for more whenever they finished, more often than not forcing orgasms out of you, too, making you push back into them, body willing to take every ounce of their cum and inch of their cocks.

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Masterlist Masterlist [Continued] Masterpost Modern Warfare AI Masterlist

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[yandere-kokeshi]

Warnings: Yandere, Hybrid AU, male reader, anal sex, creampie.

This is not edited, I also got this idea from @konigsblog! Love her, sm /a <3

I can’t stop thinking about Dragon! Price using his strong tail during sex. Doesn’t matter where or how. His tail has to be involved in some way.

Of course, he uses it during cuddling. Different ways to bring you closer. Or how he grabs objects near you two, especially if it's portays your very cock.

He mostly uses it on your cock and balls, or his very own, or your tight hole.

It’s messy. But it’s how he likes it, no?

As of now, John is jumping on your cock, hands on your shoulders as he bounces up and down, his sharp teeth nipping and biting deep into your neck.

John lickes the wounds, sucking the swollen skin even more as you groan out; pain and pleasure were an odd thing to mix. Yet, he feels so good, so well fitted for your large cock.

Lost in the vast of pleasure, you never seem to notice his sly tail until it’s too late; curving around your muscled cheeks.

You gasp. Moaning at the continuous abuse of your beloved dragon and the fact of not expecting the cold scales against your naked globe or the warmth coming from John’s breath.

"What—" you begin, "Why– fuck...— the tail?"

John chuckles, slowing down his pace as his slitted, reptilian eyes look at yours. "It has its own mind, yeah?"

You made a small sound, a mix of a groan and eep before feeling the thick appendage begin to circle around your puckered hole.

It really did have a mind of its own, didn’t it?

John couldn’t help but smile, beginning to pick up his own speed while he’s perched up on top of you — hands still hooked upon and around your shoulders for balance as he leaned forward.

Dragging his erect cock against your tummy, he spreads his cum. His smell,

You’re such a good mate taking him so well, yet he decides to add something to the mix. Letting him add his other body – his tail – inside you. Curling your toes all handsomely as you adjust to its length.

You grit your teeth, heaving as a light layer of sweat litters both of your bodies.

"Lemme enter, hm?" John hums nicely, and you can’t refuse him. So you do, so oh gently.

He suppresses a sound – feeling even more heated. You, on the other hand, have your eyes tightly closed and moan so loud you’re sure the next door neighbors could hear the lewd activities.

You’re nearly crying, feeling the tail enter you to its full extremity where it wouldn’t kill you.

Price chuckles, nudging his face into your neck, feeding your sensitive neck with his scratchy beard as he resumes fucking you.

"Fuck– so pretty with my tail in yah," John hums, grabbing your cheeks before kissing you deeply; his tongue fighting dominance over yours.

Your eyes look at his — misty eyes. You seem to loose touch. Maybe with reality.

Everything clenches with friction. Your tight hole accepting the full him, sliding into you with the thinnest to the thickest part of his tail. Or how his own hole is so wet, taking your large cock with grace as he fumbles over his words.

"Fu–ucckk—" John breathes out, his right wing expanding, gripping your shoulder so unbelievably hard that you’re sure it'd leave bruises.

His hands drop down from your shoulders, beginning to glide over and down across your back, nails scratching at your redden skin.

"Oh– fuck, I love you."

With a single thrust upwards and John going downwards, you cry out loud as his rich cum releases all over your chest, staining your body as you also let yourself go.

Pumping pulse after pulse of thick cum deep inside him, you rest your head on his shoulder, feeling his own seed going at it.

"Fuck– ya' so amazin'".

And you don’t know if its the cock drunk, dragon behavior, or you pumping him full up his guts — but your cock pulses, eagrily telling you both that between his tight hole, and your own of his thick tail, you’re begging for a new round with this new added fun.

[auspicioustidings]

Kinktober Day 16

Moniker: Nova Risk Level: Medium. Nova is a part-time resident who is detained as needed. She is currently detained. Brief: Petplay, public use, breeding Safeword: Refer to first brief.

Nobody on cameras for this, at all times someone will be in the room to assist if you need. It will be others doing the breeding part, Nova is just your handler - Price

“Stop barking bitch, never going to get pupped up if you don’t present pretty” Nova scolded as she pushed your head down into the cooling pile of cum.

You were attached to a bitching post by a short chain attached to your collar and one of the studs (somewhere floating in your quickly receding person brain you knew it had been Gaz and that he had been mostly nice about it) had been bucked off by you as you had screamed and fought so they had finished on the floor.

“Bad girl. That’s not where cum belongs is it? Belongs up in your stomach.”

“Having trouble are we?” asked Ghost.

“Fuck off ya wanker. Just because you’re used to mutts doesn’t mean you know anything about pretty thoroughbreds like this” your owner snapped back.

You had ears but no mask, so the cum smeared across your face as she held you down by the back of the neck. You didn’t want to be a bad girl, so you started to lap it up to get it into your stomach even as the chain snapped taught and you started to choke. Nova sighed and you whimpered.

“Aww she upsetting you puppy?”

“About to knock the piss out of you ya nonce” Nova warning, shoving Ghost who only chuckled before she tugged your head back up by your collar. “Don’t you listen to him girl, let’s try again now that you know better.”

You went to speak but the pain in your ass reminded you that you were a doggy given the tail that was in there, and doggies didn’t speak person. You barked obediently and crawled back to the post, resting your cheek on the floor and presenting your bitch cunt high for breeding.

The next stud was not as gentle as the first. This one was big, some Austrian mountain breed perhaps, and he humped you hard and fast. You howled through it, he was just too big and you were too unprepared to take him but he was an animal with breeding instincts that wouldn’t allow him to stop.

“Settle girl. You keep squirming and it won’t catch.”

You whined and whimpered but settled, taking the pounding like a good little doggy. He grunted more like a wolf than a simple domestic dog and just kept pushing and pushing deep inside. You felt his fist around the base of his cock and you were confused, realising too late that he was working his balls inside you. His knot.

“There we go, take it. Nice and easy. That’s what bitches are for, taking knots and milking seed for their bellies” Nova said gently, coaxingly almost, as she flicked one of your fluffy ears.

You wanted to lean your head into her hand, seek the comfort of her heat on you, but you could only whine and pant and drool in order to be the good bitch who took this knot and milked this seed for your belly. You didn’t want her to rub your face in your failure again.

It was more of a pig squeal that left you when the stud yanked sharply on your tail. The sudden shock of pain from your ass nearly tearing apart made your cunt lock around him like a vice, crushing his knot. It must have been painful, but rather than pull out he flooded you with a growl and wet, sloppy licks to your back. You closed your eyes and waited.

There wasn’t a moment to rest when he pulled out and was dragged to the side by Ghost at Nova’s nod so another could take his place. Calupoh perhaps, large, dense fur, highly energetic. He mounted quickly, thrust a few times before he managed to catch your hole and stab home in one motion.

You heard a chuffing sort of sound followed by something wet and blinked your eyes open. There was another dog eagerly licking up the cum from Gaz now mixed with your saliva. This one had a fun haircut, a mohawk. He was more prettied up that you, bound hands and feet encased in leather and a full mask on. You wondered if he would breed you too and gave a little bark to signal your interest in him even while you were being bred by another.

“No! Bad girl! Your breeding might make up for a lack of some standards, but I’ll not have you filled with mutts. Ghost get your dumb dog away from my bitch!” Nova snapped.

You were sure your master may actually start a fight with Ghost when after Rudy fucked his cum into you and went wandering off without ceremony, Soap mounted you and started to rut wildly. You could have died at how he battered your hips with his, nudging your tail with every hard collision and making it feel like he was fucking your ass.

“That’s enough, get your arse over here” Ghost barked.

The humping did not stop until Ghost dragged Soap away by the collar with Soap barking and fighting about it the whole time.

Nova bent down to inspect your cunt and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw he hadn’t cum inside you, instead just leaving you wet and sloppy from his own arousal rubbing off on you and mixing with yours.

“Mutts like him shouldn’t be off leash” she muttered as she spread your labia and stroked you up and down with one finger to check how well you were slickening up and then to suck the moisture off of it with a pop. “Hmm, not sweet enough, you don’t taste like you’re with pups yet girl so we’ll keep trying.”

She stood and gave your ass a pat before shoving over a bowl of water with her foot that you desperately lapped at. You felt parched now that you had felt that first drop of water on your tongue. It was a clumsy and messy drink.

You snapped your teeth at her when she took the bowl away and earned yourself a scolding right before she wrestled a muzzle on you. The shame of it had you curling in on yourself, but the next stud didn’t mind having to wrench your hips up in order to fuck you.

This one liked spanking your ass as he nailed you and the sting was a familiar one from a familiar hand you thought, but just as quickly as it came it drifted out of your head again. You were on a dog after all, nothing much to think about other than getting bred nice and full.

You focused on squeezing your insides, making sure you would get as much cum inside you during your heat as it took. At one point Nova helped you along by holding a vibrating chew toy between your legs to get you to cum and clench tighter to service the cock inside you.

There were more studs, more rutting, more cum. You whined when a human took you while you were exhausted and full. Ghost fucking you was wrong. He was a person and you were a doggy but even when you squirmed to get away he just started fucking your ass with your tail while he shoved his cock inside you.

You howled yourself hoarse and collapsed in a heap when you exploded around his cock and he came inside you while ripping the tail fully out and throwing it to land with a wet thud by his dog. Soap lay down, caught it in his paws and contentedly yipped while he licked and chewed at it.

“What a good breeding bitch you’ve been girl! Next time you won’t get your teeth out will you?” Nova asked, although it sounded more like a warning as she undid the muzzle. “Poor exhausted pup, one more then a bath hm?”

Price was gentle, but you could hardly feel your pussy anyway. As he made love to you like a person you slowly started to become one again. No tail, no muzzle, no ears once he slipped them off of your head. You didn’t much feel when he came either, you were so fucking full of wet cum that more barely registered amongst the sloshing.

Nova undid the chain on your leash that held you to the breeding post and Soap perked up, eyes zeroing in on the now loose chain as he started whining at Ghost.

“You sure boy? All those well behaved pure breds are all fucked out, so you’ll be getting the fighting dogs.”

You were led out to the rattle of a chain being clipped to a collar and passed out somewhere during Nova and Price gently washing you.

[starryylies]

John price whimpers during blowjobs, this thought is killing mee

John price and his hairy girthy cock who’s head is red when hard his girth is 6 inches hard and 3 inches soft,

You start off by licking his happy trail which is the most prominent from him when he wears his hot lil’ buttoned shirts.

You notice his cock is still hardening, it’s a little soft but erect.

You don’t mind though, the softness of his cock brings good texture.

His cock filled with precum and sweat. You can’t help but feel your pussy beat at its own will.

You give a lil kiss his red angry head first and then continue giving it a good lil suck like a Lolipop. :))

his cock becomes hard in less than 30 seconds of contact with your mouth.

He lets out a soft groan, taking his paw like hands putting them on your head,

He moans out,

sweet intricate praises leaving his lips.

His eyes closed the entire time while your mouth is devouring his cock

Good girl darlin’

Oh yeaa fuck, keep goin’ for daddy

he groans out loudly, you can feel his cock twitching

You reach your hands down to his balls and fondle them softly.

“Oh fucckkkkkk princess don’t stop”

“Daddy’s gettin close sweetheart keep goin” he says in a raspy voice

You suckle on his red angry head, teasing his cock,

his cock twitches inside your mouth.

He starts losing control now :0

like an animal he starts bucking his cock into your mouth fucking it like a stupid animal in heat,

Praises fall from his mouth like sugar

Whimpers, moans and grunts fall like twinkles

trying to fucking your mouth so desperately

but how could he not :((

He whimpers out,

“Oh princess, fucking hell you’re makin daddy feel so good. Daddy loves you so much I love you”

He repeats these praises like an oath, an oath that John price will never break

You lick his shaft skilfully and feel his hard thick cock twitch inside your mouth,

His eyes closed but you were sure there were some tears forming in his eyes because his release was going to be explosive,

“Ugh princess I’m so close I’m close fuckfuckfuc”

Your name falls out from his mouth in a soft whine,

His self control leaves him and now his hips are slamming into your mouth

His cock twitches uncontrollably In your mouth,

White thick ropes of cum come out from his cock, his hips stutter and his legs fail to give him support as he falls back on the bed

Whines and whimpers fall from his lips.

Your name repeated like a prayer.

After cooling down, he looks at you still sitting so obediently down on your knees,

“Show daddy your mouth princess” he looks at you adoringly

You comply like the good girl you are and open your mouth,

his fertile warm cum is filled to the brim,

“Good girl now swallow” he commands

And you comply, swallowing his seed

His eyes don’t leave you, watching you like a hawk to make sure you drank all of his seed.

“Imagine wasting such warm seed sweetheart” he coos while he caresses your cheek with his hand

“You’re my Good sweet girl” he says softly looking at you

“Come on my lap, it’s your turn now”

“I’ll make ya feel like you’re in heaven princess” :3